Lyrics:
up and I count it uh
Count it up and I count it uh (I’m going to the ATM)
Hit the block and I count it uh
White chalk and I count it uh
Blessings on me
me up I'm runnin' breathin' like a Sleestak
Ran into a car and almost bent my knee back
It's better than a cell while my lawyer's fee stack
your life line
That's a ticket to a cell
White nigga I wish you well
Remember never kiss and tell
Or take a sip from the snitching well
And you will
the pot now
Drop forty when i bust down
Count it up aghhhhh
Count it up count it up count it up (woah)
Drop forty when i bust down
Count it up aghhhhh
Rack
and perfect white light
In each of my cells
I used to be a pop singer, now I am myself
Yeah, I took a little time right
Now just to count my blessings
Count my
In the war zone with the hittas
Yeah, check gang though
I'ma pop up on you in the latest
Count my racks up, take a little dope
Get my pistol, I
neighborhood
A warm and perfect white light in each of my cells
I used to be a pop singer, now I am myself
Yeah, I took a little time right now just count
rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take
my life the day I'm livin' life
The shiesty way (the shiesty way)
Strapped up with this dope
Hope them white folks don't run my licence plate (don't
"Aye, The streets callin, imma pick up hold up hold up"
"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me some good white
that colorful uh
Six foot and they lighter than me
White voice cuz it harder to breath
What am I doing I'm stuck in my cell
What am I doing I'm still
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
it rain, making it count
Call it the bounce
Check out the bounce
I got the green, I got the white, all by the ounce
Give me acclaim, give me some
tub like it's '73
Looking over his shoulder and he's looking at me
I'm all white in the face, towel around my waist
What's up with that watch inside
Black and welsh
So I can back myself
I don't need nobody else
Nobody's help
When I was going on dread
I coulda grown old in a cell
But I had more
On the block in my all white sneakers
Lord knows that my ten Jesus pieces
Pray for me cause you know a nigga doing wrong
My homie in the cell, so I had to write
On the block in my all white sneakers
Lord knows that my ten Jesus pieces
Pray for me cause you know a nigga doing wrong
My homie in the cell, so I had
I'll keep you from harm
There's no guarantee tonight
That we will wake up
When night hits the morning
You hear no alarm ring
You can count on one
wake up
When night takes the morning
But if no alarm rings
You can count on one thing
I'll be your shelter
Emergency
Please count on me, yeah, I
hard bars, man it look like a cell
Simmer down, I've been on the road for a minute now
They can never hold me down
Used to count me out
Now they hold my
Sacrifice it all
Put it on the line
Had to do a bid
Selling china white
Tryna do it big
Before they took his life
Reflections in the mirror
I don't recognize
know what this about
White Straight jacket
White Pills in mouth
Padded room, white doors in and out
Laying on a white couch
Silent room but voices in
Master mind im after mines they can't play me
Master mind im after mines they can't play me
Zulu ball invitation all white the Occasion
Come
phone jump for that whole thing
Told 'em give me 20
I'll be right back, yeah, count that money
Call Papi's cell, we need another one
Patty cake that cake
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